Flowers have meanings?

Jay had been on his way home when he saw them in the shop window. He’d never really thought about getting his boyfriend flowers before, (hadn’t even known there was a florist here if he was to be perfectly honest) but there was just something so incredibly enticing about the bouquets decorating the shop window.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Jay found himself slowly walking inside the cosy little store scratching the back of his neck as he looked at the different types of flowers. He knew the names of roughly…5, 7 at most. Luckily for him there were name cards that not only told him the name of his flower, but also the meanings.

The first type he decided to put into the bouquet was lilies. Lilies were Amour’s favourite flower, although learning that they represented based on their colour was something he hadn’t at all expected. Seeing that white meant purity and innocence made him snort. There was certainly nothing innocent or pure about Amour. Eventually Jay settled on pink asiatic lilies; the asiatic part meant wealth and prosperity which you could never go wrong with in Jay’s eyes and the pink, gratitude and joy, a bit sappy but hey, they looked nice.

Next found himself drawn to a flower he actually knew! Snapdragons! After making some of the flowers snap at each other (and the florist aggressively clearing their throat at him), he decided to read the card. Grace, strength, and, oh ho! Deviousness! He asked for those to be added too.

The next flower the florist actually suggested after watching Jay wander around for a while, pulling confused faces. You could start duels with flowers? What the fuck? He followed, finding himself being guided to some kind of flower he wasn’t even going to try and repeat; Heliotrope. He learned that the delicate looking purple flower represented devotion and eternal love. Jay wrinkled his nose, almost declining the suggestion and walking away, but after giving a sniff, changed his mind and decided to put some of them into the bouquet. (Not many though. Okay, maybe a few more than that. Perfect.)

He asked if that was enough and was encouraged to add some pink roses, yeah okay that made sense, something called Pitta Negra which he thought looked more like a weed and Camellia Leaves, which were, well, just freaking leaves? Jay squinted a little at the florist, but slowly nodded and let her work her magic. He picked pink for the ribbon and got an interesting looking cube Vase because he had no freaking idea if they had any vases at home. Had they ever needed a vase? How the hell should he know?

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Arriving home, Jay found himself wondering what an earth had possessed him to get Amour flowers. This was stupid wasn’t it? Had Amour ever even shown an interest in flowers? It had seemed like such a good idea at the time but now he was doubting himself, a feeling that he was not at all accustomed to. Maybe he should just… not. He wasted some time putting the vase on the kitchen counter, and the flowers on the table, staring at them like they might give him the answers.

Binx, Amour’s Fellantern came over to greet him, figure eighting around Jay’s legs before jumping up onto the counter to let the succubun know that he was allowed to pet him.

“Hello Binx.” Jay said softly, reaching out to pet him. Jay had long since learned that you had to pet him in a timely manner if you didn’t want to be nipped. Amour called them his love bites, Jay said it was because he was an asshole. “You think Amour will like these? Hmm?” Binx sniffed at the flowers and attempted to eat one of the Camellia Leaves. “Yeah, I wasn’t sure about those either buddy.”

Jay picked the flowers up, put them down then once again picked them up. Fuck it. He headed through to the living room where he knew his boyfriend would be. He lent over the couch and kissed his head, Amour looking up at him with a sleepy smile. How had he ever gotten so lucky?

“Found these.” He muttered and gently placed the bouquet on Amour’s chest before promptly fleeing back into the kitchen, the sound of his name being called and Amour jumping off the sofa to follow him filling his ears.